MY never-ceasing songs shall show

MY never-ceasing songs shall show The mercies of the Lord, And make succeeding ages know How faithful is His word.

The sacred truths His lips pronounce Shall firm as heaven endure; And if He speak a promise once, The eternal grace is sure.

How long the race of David held The promised Jewish throne! But there's a nobler covenant seal'd

His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies; The meanest subject of His grace Shall to that glory rise.

Lord God of hosts, Thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above; And saints on earth their honours raise